What can I say about a man who knows how I think and still sleeps next to me with the lights off?
Because every morning you have to wake up and be you.
Nonono, Nick,’ Gilpin interrupted. He pulled a chair up to the table and sat on it backward. I wondered if cops actually did that. Or did some clever actor do that, and then cops began doing it because they’d seen the actors playing cops do that and it looked cool?
And it’s so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine.
She defines and eliminates problems. She’s practical in an evil way.
That’s the way plants down here work: The Mexicans get the shittiest, most dangerous jobs, and the whites still complain.
The face you give the world tells the world how to treat you.
And then I knew I didn’t love Amy anymore
I’d always liked our inside jokes the best-they made me feel more connected to Amy than any amount of confessional truth-telling or passionate lovemaking or talk-till-sunrising.
My eyes flipped open at exactly six A.M. This was no avian fluttering of the lashes, no gentle blink toward consciousness. The awakening was mechanical. A spooky ventriloquist-dummy click of the lids: The world is black and then, showtime! 6-0-0 the clock said -in my face, first thing I saw. 6-0-0. It felt different. I rarely woke at such a rounded time. I was a man of jagged risings: 8:43, 11:51, 9:26. My life was alarmless.